When I used to go to BJ's, if I went alone, I just took my sweet time. I would walk the aisles and pick up things as I went along that were on my list. If I went with my daughter, it was a nightmare. She was constantly dashing around the whole store with no plan or even a list at all. She would see something that caught her eye, and that would remind her of something else she wanted or needed. And off we would go. Her legs are a lot longer than mine and I was constantly running just to keep up.

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Illegitimi non carborundum!
I don't want my last words to be, "I wish I had spent more time doing housework"

Just this red-hot moment I'm basking in the warmth of the kind helpfulness of the DC family -- helping me to accomplish a photo post in another thread. Thank you all who offered help; and thank you others who I know would have if you'd known I was having trouble. Such good folks.

This morning I'm waiting to hear from the claims adjuster at 'his' insurance company re the fender-bender of last week; he backed into me. I sure hope they pay for repairs; my $500 deductible is $4 more than the $496 repair estimate.